Everything is so temporary

Sometimes the world we live in is not to kind. Like most of our souls it’s become tainted and unclean and maybe not as pretty as it once was. You have to look hard to find the good in it and I’m not afraid to admit that it scares me. It scares me because although man is capable of creating extraordinary beauty, he is also capable of destroying the same beauty he worked so hard to create. When was the last time you thought about the Sandy Hook school shooting? What must it be like for those parents who have to get up everyday without their kids? We can’t for one second walk in any of their shoes and know what depths of despair some of those parents feel all the time. I have kids and I don’t want to go there for one second. That story has been reduced to a scroll on the bottom of our TV screens. We are quite the forgetful society. Our politicians count on that fact. So we get up everyday and put our masks on. It’s safe I know. We try not to let people get to close. We build walls around our hearts as to not let anyone in. I guess that’s living. I actually go and sit in the airport and people watch. It’s one of the only places I’ve found where our guard and masks are laid down. Where pure raw emotion is King! It’s something to behold to see a couple that’s not seen each other in a while make that eye contact coming down the terminal. The smiles as they light up at the glimpse of the other. The tears that come streaming down the faces from such emotion. The hugging, touching and kissing. It’s electrifying. And for just a brief moment, for one split second. There is beauty. It doesn’t last long but it feels amazing. Everything is just so temporary.